Chapter 214 Old Things

This is a sleeping potion specially developed by Lou Zhao.

Whenever she sensed the onset of somatic symptoms of her bipolar disorder, she would drink the potion and fall into a deep sleep, forcibly blocking the torment of the somatic symptoms.

She doesn't want to suffer at all.

However, Lou Zhao did not sleep well and soon had a nightmare.

With a splash, a basin of cold water poured down from above his head.

The biting cold instantly spread throughout his limbs and bones, and Lou Zhao was soaked from head to toe.

The leading girl stood in front of Lou Zhao, arms folded across her chest, looking down at her condescendingly, and commanded arrogantly, "Beat her for me."

Her name is Lou Yixuan, Lou Zhao's half-sister.

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A burning pain came from his scalp and face, and tears welled up in Lou Zhao's eyes.

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Her sarcastic face was full of malice.

"Got it, Sister Xuan."

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Lou Yixuan rudely lifted Lou Zhao's chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. "You think you're worthy enough to please daddy? Who the hell do you think you are?"

Lou Zhao shook his head and opened his pale lips, "I didn't..."

The fact is that if Lou Zhao doesn't please his father, he will not be able to survive in the Lou family.

But she couldn't beat them, they had their mothers to help, while Lou Zhao was alone.

Lou Zhao huddled there with his head down, weak and silent.

Lou Yixuan's eyes glared, and he slapped Lou Zhao fiercely, saying sharply, "You still say no."

Her eyes fell on Lou Zhao's face, with scrutiny, "You rely on this face to win Dad's attention, right?"

She cursed, "Fox spirit."

She didn't understand why Lou Zhao was so beautiful.

Lou Yixuan's eyes lit up with jealousy, and he slapped Lou Zhao's pale face angrily.

"Illegitimate daughter."

Lou Zhao suddenly raised his head, staring at Lou Yixuan stubbornly, his voice thin and tight but firm, "I, am, not."

Lou's father was originally a son-in-law. Lou Zhao's mother died of complications during childbirth. Lou Zhao's grandfather was too sad and died soon after. Lou's father then took over all the property of the Lou family.

There is a saying on the Internet that is good and true -

My mother is rich and lives a life of luxury;

The father is rich, and nine sons are competing for the throne.

Later, Lou's father married many wives, and Lou Zhao had many brothers and sisters.

They all said that she was an illegitimate daughter, but she was clearly not. She was the only legitimate daughter of the Lou family.

They are the illegitimate daughters who are not presentable.

Lou Yixuan was enraged, "How dare you talk back!"

She reached to the side, grabbed a mop, and pressed the entire mop head against Lou Zhao's face.

Lou Zhao tilted her head, but the dirty water on the mop still covered her face.

A fishy smell hit my nose.

"Dirty things."

Lou Yixuan's scolding reached his ears.

His head was dizzy, his stomach was churning and he wanted to vomit. Lou Zhao suddenly wanted to die.

She raised her eyes and looked outside the bathroom door.

This is the fifth floor.

Just get over that fence, just jump, and she'll be free.

Mom will be waiting for her downstairs.

Lou Zhao's pupils gradually became dull and empty, and he stared at the fence with blinking.

Just as he was about to stand up and jump down, a clear and pleasant male voice was heard outside.

"What are you doing?"

Lou Yixuan and several other girls looked over when they heard the sound, and even Lou Zhao looked over.

A tall and slender figure stood at the bathroom door.

Lou Zhao raised his eyes, but couldn't see his face clearly, as it was deeply obscured by the thick fog.

Lou Yixuan recognized Xie Jinghe. She quickly dropped the mop in her hand, a shy smile spread across her face, and walked towards the young man, just about to call out for help.

But he was interrupted by Xie Jinghe's cold voice, "Get lost."

Chi Yanzhou's voice rang out, "You guys are actually doing campus xx here!"

Lou Yixuan's heart suddenly tightened, his expression became panic, and he hurriedly ran away with a few girls.

Lou Zhao supported herself on the floor with her hands, watching the young man walking towards her step by step.

She squinted her eyes to try to see his face clearly, but she couldn't see it clearly.

The boy took off his school uniform jacket and put it on her.

A refreshing and pleasant scent instantly enveloped her, and warmth came over her.

"Do you have any wet wipes?" the boy asked his friend.

His friend fished into his pocket and handed over some wet wipes and tissues.

The young man took out a wet towel with his slender, clean fingertips and gently wiped the dirty water off Lou Zhao's face.

"It's not dirty, it's very clean."

Lou Zhao's eyelashes trembled, and his heart felt sore and full.

Just now Lou Yixuan said that she was a dirty thing, and the boy squatting in front of her said that she was not dirty.

"Do they often bully you?"

Lou Zhao nodded and hummed softly.

She lowered her head, looking a little embarrassed, as if she knew that she didn't look good now.

The next second, she heard him say, "It's beautiful too."

Lou Zhao's heart seemed to be stung by something, and love suddenly surged and became uncontrollable.

"Tell the teacher, you know what? Don't bear it alone."

"The teacher can't control..."

"Then come find me."

"Fourth floor, looking for &%*."

"I'll help you solve it."

Every word was crystal clear, except for his name which was automatically muted.

She couldn't hear his name or see what he looked like.

Lou Zhao tilted his head back, squinted his eyes, and tried hard to see who the young man who saved him was, but his face was always covered with a thick layer of fog.

As I looked, a face finally emerged from the thick fog.

Jiang Yanchu's face.

He had long black eyelashes and his fair face and ears were red.

Lou Zhao looked at him and asked in confusion, "Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

Jiang Yanchu stammered shyly, hiding a little trick, "I don't know, can you, can you help me touch it?"

His eyelashes fluttered, but he didn't dare look directly into her eyes.

Looks very innocent.

"Then come here."

Lou Zhao placed his hand on Jiang Yanchu's forehead.

Jiang Yanchu's body tensed up instantly when he felt the warm touch. His face turned even redder, clearly emitting a burning heat.

The scene suddenly twisted and turned to a laboratory in China.

Jiang Yanchu pressed her, "."

"Stupid Jiang Yanchu!"

Suddenly, Lou Zhao's loud curse was heard in the quiet bedroom.

Jiang Yanchu paused in wringing the towel and looked towards the bed.

The girl is sleeping with her eyes closed.

The curse just now was her dream talk.

Jiang Yanchu made a "tsk" sound.

Is he such a bastard?

Even in sleep she was still cursing him.

But on second thought, Jiang Yanchu curled the corners of his lips.

Zhao Zhao dreamed of him.

When Jiang Yanchu climbed in through the window, Lou Zhao had fallen asleep and had a fever.

He gave her an injection to reduce her fever.

The fever subsided for a while, then came back again, over and over again.

Jiang Yanchu stayed by her bedside and took care of her.

The next morning, Jiang Yanchu raised his hand and touched Lou Zhao's forehead.

Finally, the fire stopped.

Jiang Yanchu breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Lou Zhao woke up.

Jiang Yanchu's eyes lit up with joy, and he asked softly, "Would you like some water?"

Lou Zhao nodded.

Jiang Yanchu brought her a glass of warm water.

Lou Zhao took it and pursed his lips around the rim of the cup.

The warm water flowed through the dry throat and the discomfort disappeared a lot.

Then, Jiang Yanchu brought over a bowl of vegetable porridge and fed it to Lou Zhao.

After eating, he wiped her mouth.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Jiang Yanchu whispered, "I'm sorry about what happened last night."

"I just don't want you to condemn yourself."

Jiang Yanchu knew that Lou Zhao always felt that her coming was a mistake and that she was a disaster. If her mother had not been pregnant with her and given birth to her, she would not have died.

She took all the blame on herself.

Jiang Yanchu's voice was low and magnetic, and her tone was serious, "Mom risked her life to give birth to you, which means you are her gift."

"You are my baby, brought into this world with so much hardship."

Lou Zhao said calmly, "."

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"Tsk, what are you proud of?"

"I'll peel it for you tonight."

Jiang Yanchu: “…”

"Are you a bit of a psychopath?"

Lou Zhao: “…”